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Saturday, November 07, 2009
the 7th eleventh day. which means, the 4th day luh. Alright, you all cant reach me cause my phone died. HAHAHA! but still can leave me msges on facebook and everything else! :) maybe its a good thing, maybe its not. whatever that is, im considering between HTC and blackberry. what you guys think? :/ econs is like an endless marathon. -.- and i feel kind of flustered, because i dreamt that my tooth fell off. Its very often that i dream of this, so i went to google it, it says: signifies your inability to reach your goals and advance toward your interests. Gloom and ill health will be part of your setbacks. and also its due t anxiety, fear, insecurity. and blah blah blah, the list goes on. joyce.lyn when we dont own it, we dont have to fear of losing it.
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Friday, November 06, 2009
the 5th day
As the fever for everything else keeps going on, i saw this while listening to Mj's This is it.
"I never heard a single word about you, Falling in love with you wasn't my plan I never thought I would be your love-er C'mon just understand.. this is it."
"And you said you really know me too yourself And I know that you have got addicted with your eyes But you say you gonna live it for yourself."
- Michael Jackson "This Is It"
I guess, alot of things that happen in our lives, were most probably werent part of our plans.
cause probably life, itself IS spontaneous?
lets keep this a secret, i know, you know, that you're going to get there. :)
joyce.lyn many times we've said this, that as thou we've known for a long time. But, "many times", it seems not enough times. Understand.
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Tuesday, November 03, 2009
The 8th day it feels kind of sucky to be chionging the contents every single night, and thinking about what i should do tmr, before i go to bed.
it feels even suckier when you know that, everything you're doing its about to determine your fate?
i mean, literally we know that how far in life, that mr peter stimpson, all those macro micro problems/policies, and the debit and credits gonna bring you in the fucking near future?
cause it'll measure your mama quality of living!
it'll determine if you drive Aston martin, or take A bus.
it'll determine if you live in a condo, or a 3 room flat with your brothers, sisters.
it'll determine Mr Lim's favourite quote, "Prata, or Prada".
i mean, we cant deny this sucks.
yet, this is how far we've come.
dont even need to say if you think i will/can. cause in your eyes, it doesnt change anything.
joyce.lyn THIS IS IT.
and sadly, the rainbow rain have been making me utterly depressed.
thats why i named it the rainbow rain, just to make it less depressing. :)
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Sunday, November 01, 2009
its 10 more days, baby. 10 more days. its the final count down.
WOOHOOO!
for some weird reason or so, im not really into the exam fever, or the whatsoevers.
im kind of completing what i set out to finish at the start of each day.
can say im screwing my future or the anything you like.
im just doing what i deem is right.
maybe, i just want you to see how i screw my life up. maybe? joyce.lyn routines, and periods.
okay! the screw-my-life-up is joke. :)
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Saturday, October 31, 2009
i just so feel like cursing every single little thing, because im feeling so fucking sick.
and even my toenails seems to be twisting and turning around, till I CAN FEEL IT.
ITS LIKE PAINFUL EVERYWHERE!, and i just feel like hiding under my blanket. :(
omg. this is crazy.
i think im too imaginative, till people says its ridiculous.
or maybe, girls are like this, just that sometimes they dont say it.
if not, why are women always the one accusing their husbands, of every little thing, and not the other way around?.
maybe, women dont think straight. you know?
joyce.lyn another droopy day. :(
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Thursday, October 29, 2009
i wish this post is locked
i think im so used to others apologising to me, and the only way i know how to apologise, is to say, "sorry". and if you really ask me how to apologise?, i dont know.
today, i realised that it cannot be the way that, only i can get angry at others.
and others can get angry at me too.
you have all the rights in the world to be angry at me, so why wouldnt you? or, why would you?
joyce.lyn how much trust is trust?
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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
bloody shit.
i actually dreamt about being in the middle of a "death game" and everyone was fighting to stay alive.
everyone was throwing things around, and the last thing i threw was a pair of pink chopsticks.
someone knocked onto me, and i almost fell.
you came to me, and told me that "we'd get out of here alive".
the next thing i saw: a big fat dead man on a chair, dug out his own stomach, and holding it on his left hand.
FUCKING SICK.
joyce.lyn this stress is probably KILLING ME.
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